Infinitas

by a campbell

Clark Kent/Lex Luthor, PG

Spoilers for "Spell"

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Dodecal Challange #35: One Smallville Character comforts another.

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No. God.

Lex sagged in his arms, barely conscious. Clark braced him and stood, kicked back the piano bench, cradling the bare head against his shoulder.

Of course, it was Lana. Always making trouble, one way or another. And if she’d hurt Lex seriously, damn, he’d hurt her, even if he’d loved her once.

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Clark leaned over the bed, listened anxiously for breathing, then exhaled with relief. He was sleeping peacefully, thank God, exhausted by the spell, the ordeal.

Clark swabbed Lex’s bloodstained fingers with a soft, damp washcloth. Turned Lex’s palm over, moaned softly at the bruises and nicks on pale flesh, then caressed with lips half opened.

You’re going to be okay, Lex.

He lay down, pulled Lex gently into his arms, and drew the cover up, to warm and protect him for the short time he was able to stay.

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